Swallowing the Seas

Chapter 107

The rainstorm finally stopped. The pungent smell of burning rubber in the wilderness has long been washed away, but the huge charred black marks on the road are very clear, and the crooked and mottled telephone poles still silently tell the thrilling and tragic moment of the impact. Six cordons were drawn up within two kilometers, and hundreds of technical investigators urgently deployed from each branch hurriedly rushed back and forth. There was a tense and depressing atmosphere permeating the scene.

"Three two one!" "Get up!"

Several heavily armed forensic doctors worked together to "tear" the charred and twisted body of the driver out of the Humvee and carefully carried it to the investigation vehicle.

Outside the guardrail of the highway in the distance, Song Ping, Xu Zuxin, Lin Gang, Wang Jiuling, and Liao Gang stood in a circle in front of the twisted and overturned frame of the G63. The unspeakable cold atmosphere froze everyone's lungs. After a long time, Xu Zuxin's chest rose and fell rapidly with two words: "...fuck me."

Everyone was silent. After two seconds, he finally could no longer suppress his boiling blood. He threw his hands and cursed: "Fuck me!"

Every wrinkle on Song Ping's face was obscured in the early morning light. No one dared to say a word or even take a look at his face. They all looked at the soil under their feet in fear. It took a long time to hear that he was unexpected. A calm voice sounded: "What was the result of the first wave of search and rescue?"

Wang Jiuling glanced at Lin Gang from the corner of his eyes, and saw that Lin Gang's face was unexpectedly pale, his lips were tightly closed and bloodless, and his pupils were staring at G63 motionless. He had to look away and coughed reluctantly: "There are many clues returned, but... But there has been no particularly valuable situation yet. Lin Ke and I have made all preparations for signal tracking. In addition, the surveillance videos from both the Traffic Management Office and the Municipal Bureau are all in place. The preliminary filtering will definitely be completed before tonight. In addition, we have also applied for negotiation experts, in case there are... kidnappers holding hostages... requesting negotiations with the Municipal Public Security Bureau..."

That's the worst case scenario.

The meritorious undercover painter actually capsized in the sewers of Jinhai City, and even picked up a division-level detachment leader. There should be a group of leaders in the local public security system, and it would be better to hang himself in front of the municipal party committee.

"Who leaked the secret to Bu Zhonghua and told him about the port area?!" Director Xu roared angrily.

Lin Gang was still in an out-of-body state, and Wang Jiuling felt like she was about to cry: "No... no one. After inspection, it was found that the Bu detachment secretly connected the mobile phone signal tracking equipment of the two kidnappers Ding Sheng and Deng Le. He got perfect marks in the electronic information engineering course in college, and he has worked on the front line of investigation for so many years..."

"Damn it!" Xu Ju was about to suffer from high blood pressure: "This is a scam! It's definitely a scam! Who could have predicted that Bu Zhonghua would leave the team and act alone?! Who could have predicted that Wu Yu would also be there? In this car?! Why didn't you kill them and then kidnap them?! It must be Wan Changwen!! Report it to me to the Public Security Department and issue orders to the entire Jinhai, all stations, terminals, airports, and highways-"

"No, Lao Xu." Song Ping said in a low voice, "It shouldn't be Wan Changwen."

Xu Ju was choked up: "Why not..."

"I have dealt with Wan Changwen's group of drug lords who absconded from the mainland decades ago. They rarely dare to go deep into the hinterland of North China, and they don't have the guts to hold criminal police officers hostage inside the territory. What's more, For Wan Changwen, it is urgent to smuggle out of the country as soon as possible, and if he wants to smuggle out of the country, he must be absolutely quiet and low-key. Now he should want to bury himself in the soil and hide himself. Threatening the police is not only for him It's not necessary, and it's taboo."